Today I had two experiences rich enough emotionally.
The first was a coincidence, one of these events when life makes you a wink.
The second is about one of my research as part of my work and where I was truly impressed by young teenagers and their openness and ability to say things upsetting.
To relieve this overflow of emotions accumulated during the day, I went for a good jog , then I just listen to black metal (Immortal!!). But it isn't yet fully enough, so I use my preferred therapy by writing these lines here.
To start, this afternoon, when I got home, I met accidentally Crush Physio. As a reminder, I talk about in my firsts posts on this blog, but it's a young woman whom I fell in love in early summer 2010. Our history has been rather unusual and ended in February 2011. This is the last woman that I said that I loved her looking her straight in the eye (and I'm not likely to repeat soon...). The problem is that it was not reciprocal at all and she was not cool with me. Result, I have suffered (perhaps as I had never suffered so far in my life) and had great difficulty to turn the page. This winter, I've been thinking about her. I wanted to call her to discuss and review but knowing that it would lead nowhere ...
The coincidence wanted that yesterday, on a group where I am present here (SGFrance), I wrote that I never thought almost more to her and it was certainly better. Life has wanted me to cross her today ...
I was cycling and she walking. I saw her at the last moment and I have not been able to say hello. I wonder if she thought I despised her. It was not the case ... Still, I found that my heart was not packed as before. Certainly because I am almost to detoxify myself from her ... I think I'm on track and that the work I have begun in recent months, with my relaxation therapist and my psychologist, begins to show results. I think at some future time, I will have enough courage to remove Essence from my Faves. Indeed, if you look, including her most recent photos of her blog since she cut her hair, she looks a lot like Crush Physio. As I said in one of my previous blogs, she also is my toxin ...
The second event happened this afternoon. As part of a European research, I work with a class of college in my town. The purpose of this research is to improve the atmosphere, the social climate of the college, and strengthen the resilience of adolescents. We are working with college kids, they are in the 6th (I'm not sure what it is in other education systems) and 11-12 years old.
The purpose of today's event was, as a game, talking about yourself and build confidence in yourself. For the group, the goal was to learn more about themselves and respect others. In the form, we were all sitting on the floor in a circle. In turn, a volunteer sat at the center of the circle and said "I bet I'm the only one ...". If someone else was like him, that person joined the circle. Otherwise, the volunteer was left alone in the center of the circle. According to what was said, the facilitator of the activity asked young people to discuss their situations.
Once we explained the rules of the game, a young girl was first placed at the center of the circle and said something. It was pretty funny and it has cleared the air.
But the following three (only girls) then revealed the shocking things: "I bet I'm the only one whose father was a suicide attempt," "I bet I'm the only one whose mother is dead," "I bet I'm the only one who does not know her real name." Short as shocking and tragic situations. During the hour of the workshop, we alternated between moments of laughter and moments of gravity (the family of a young girl has experienced genocide in Rwanda, for example). It was really hard and I can not even say everything here so it touched me.
Its young people have experienced things so awful that we want to support them, to surround them, reassure them, that in order to help them grow and move forward in their lives.
I think that this experience, which takes place in a few classes in my area, should be extended to all schools. But this may be wishful thinking ...
Well, I'll stop there even though I have yet many things to say.
For those who read this, excuse my bad English: I write in French and then I translate it all on the Internet (perhaps not the right solution).
The first was a coincidence, one of these events when life makes you a wink.
The second is about one of my research as part of my work and where I was truly impressed by young teenagers and their openness and ability to say things upsetting.
To relieve this overflow of emotions accumulated during the day, I went for a good jog , then I just listen to black metal (Immortal!!). But it isn't yet fully enough, so I use my preferred therapy by writing these lines here.
To start, this afternoon, when I got home, I met accidentally Crush Physio. As a reminder, I talk about in my firsts posts on this blog, but it's a young woman whom I fell in love in early summer 2010. Our history has been rather unusual and ended in February 2011. This is the last woman that I said that I loved her looking her straight in the eye (and I'm not likely to repeat soon...). The problem is that it was not reciprocal at all and she was not cool with me. Result, I have suffered (perhaps as I had never suffered so far in my life) and had great difficulty to turn the page. This winter, I've been thinking about her. I wanted to call her to discuss and review but knowing that it would lead nowhere ...
The coincidence wanted that yesterday, on a group where I am present here (SGFrance), I wrote that I never thought almost more to her and it was certainly better. Life has wanted me to cross her today ...
I was cycling and she walking. I saw her at the last moment and I have not been able to say hello. I wonder if she thought I despised her. It was not the case ... Still, I found that my heart was not packed as before. Certainly because I am almost to detoxify myself from her ... I think I'm on track and that the work I have begun in recent months, with my relaxation therapist and my psychologist, begins to show results. I think at some future time, I will have enough courage to remove Essence from my Faves. Indeed, if you look, including her most recent photos of her blog since she cut her hair, she looks a lot like Crush Physio. As I said in one of my previous blogs, she also is my toxin ...
The second event happened this afternoon. As part of a European research, I work with a class of college in my town. The purpose of this research is to improve the atmosphere, the social climate of the college, and strengthen the resilience of adolescents. We are working with college kids, they are in the 6th (I'm not sure what it is in other education systems) and 11-12 years old.
The purpose of today's event was, as a game, talking about yourself and build confidence in yourself. For the group, the goal was to learn more about themselves and respect others. In the form, we were all sitting on the floor in a circle. In turn, a volunteer sat at the center of the circle and said "I bet I'm the only one ...". If someone else was like him, that person joined the circle. Otherwise, the volunteer was left alone in the center of the circle. According to what was said, the facilitator of the activity asked young people to discuss their situations.
Once we explained the rules of the game, a young girl was first placed at the center of the circle and said something. It was pretty funny and it has cleared the air.
But the following three (only girls) then revealed the shocking things: "I bet I'm the only one whose father was a suicide attempt," "I bet I'm the only one whose mother is dead," "I bet I'm the only one who does not know her real name." Short as shocking and tragic situations. During the hour of the workshop, we alternated between moments of laughter and moments of gravity (the family of a young girl has experienced genocide in Rwanda, for example). It was really hard and I can not even say everything here so it touched me.
Its young people have experienced things so awful that we want to support them, to surround them, reassure them, that in order to help them grow and move forward in their lives.
I think that this experience, which takes place in a few classes in my area, should be extended to all schools. But this may be wishful thinking ...
Well, I'll stop there even though I have yet many things to say.
For those who read this, excuse my bad English: I write in French and then I translate it all on the Internet (perhaps not the right solution).
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Maintenant on espre que le prochain, en MR dans quelques jours, aura le mme sort^^